Short Tale Challenge 5

Gray clouds do not deter me. In fact, not having the sun in my eyes is a bonus. I’m also not as visible to hunters–those men who would prefer me lying dead on the ground as a mini trophy instead of admiring my unique hunting prowess.

I need no bullets or arrows, for I have been fitted with keen eyes and sharp talons. Soaring over my target, I can dive in milliseconds to capture my prey. Whether on ground or in water, they are impervious to my skill. Generations of my kind lead the avian cast in hunting skills.